Countdown to My Divorce (Rachel and William) novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462

Chapter 462

Rachel was wondering why Tyler was home so early. Without thinking, she opened the door.

“Why are you back home…”

Before she could complete her sentence, her gaze landed on a woman she had never seen before.

She took a deep breath to compose herself and asked calmly, “May I know who you’re looking for?”

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Wilma surveyed Rachel from head to toe. “How shall I address your William’s ex–wife, the illegitimate daughter of the Lloyds, or Tyler’s illicit lover…?”

Rachel wasn’t angered by her first two options, since they were technically true. When she heard the last option, however, animosity burst forth from her chest.

“Madam, you might have misunderstood. I am Tyler’s girlfriend, not his illicit lover,” she explained coldly.

Wilma scoffed, disdain filling her eyes as she looked at Rachel. She might as well have written ‘I despise you‘ on her forehead.

“Any woman who gets involved with my nephew and tries to climb into his bed is his illicit lover. Just a plaything he’s interested in for the time being. Don’t think too much of it. He doesn’t actually like you.”

Wilma strutted into the house, brushing past Rachel and not caring that Rachel didn’t invite her in. When she saw the spread on the dining table, she chuckled.

“That’s quite some effort you’ve put there, but it’s a pity Tyler doesn’t eat onions. Your effort will probably go down the drain.”

With that, Wilma sat down on the sofa. The moment she did so, Ray started barking at her. Immediately, her face paled with

fright. She waved her hands, trying to chase Ray away.

“Whose dog is this? How ill–mannered! Don’t you discipline your dog? Is this how it should be treating guests? Go away! Go away, or I’ll hit you!”

Wilma picked up an ashtray from the table and flung it in Ray’s direction.

Rachel instinctively wrapped her arms around Ray, protecting him. The ashtray struck her on her back, triggering a dull pain that spread across her entire body.

Rachel winced, bearing with the bone–piercing pain.

Wilma didn’t expect Rachel to be so foolish as to protect a dog. How silly of the girl to protect a dog’s life when it was nothing compared to a human’s!

Despite telling herself that, the consequences of her actions struck Wilma with fear. If anything bad happened to his woman, Tyler might very well pin the blame on her.

Wilma jumped forward to distance herself from the entire situation

“You you can’t blame me for this. You lunged toward the dog when I was aiming for it. I didn’t mean to hit you!”

Rachel took a while to recover from the pain, still crouching down the same position she took a deep breath before standing up stiffly

Seeing Rachel’s pale face and the sweat beading on her forehead, Wilma realized that the ashtray must have struck Rachel quite

hard

Wilma was previously bitten by a dog, which explained her phobiant them

She sat up straight, justifying her actions without any traces of reget, not even bothering to apologize.

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